Just as Jing Haohao was about to say something, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind, "What's happened to Jing Haohao?"
Jing Haohao turned around subconsciously, only to see Liang Chen in a red trench coat, his skin seeming even fairer against it.
Jing Haohao slightly furrowed her delicate brows, why is he here?
Zhou Nan didn't even raise his head, just spit out the words upon hearing this: "Jing Haohao is not acting as scripted and started fisticuffs. This film cannot continue like this. I need a satisfactory explanation today!"
"Explanation? What explanation?" Liang Chen continued, his voice wasn't loud, but attracted everyone to turn their heads towards him.
The set lighting cast a long shadow of him, on his handsome face there was no sign of emotion. He seemed completely at ease under the gaze of so many people, as if they didn't exist. With car keys in his hand, he leisurely walked over.
